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A business van with the words Radio and Television Station on it slowly drove in.

Stopped at Fang Bing’s door.

An amorous female reporter came down from the car.

Got out of the car.

Sorted out my clothes.

Picked up the microphone and interview equipment.

A few steps forward knocked on Fang Bing’s door.

“Hello, is anyone there?”

Natasha had already inquired in advance.

It was determined that the only boy who was in high school was in the family today.

After Chief Fury arranged for her to investigate.

She had been secretly investigating for days.

But he did not find out the family at all.

What does it have to do with the magician who opened the portal.

That’s why I managed to meet this high school student alone.

Let’s see if I can come up with any words.

After all, she has full confidence in her charm.

Deal with a young high school student.

It couldn’t have been simpler.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

Natasha saw that no one answered the door.

I thought Fang Bing didn’t hear it.

Rang the doorbell again.

But she waited outside the door for ten minutes.

I still haven’t seen anyone open the door.

Wouldn’t it?

Obviously from the road monitoring saw the high school student go home?

How is it possible not to be at home?

Could it be that I fell asleep after too much?

Or are you reading study materials with headphones?

Natasha decided to go in and see for herself.

As an elite agent.

How can you give up halfway if the task is not completed.

The high school student named Fang Bing who joined was really not at home.

I also happen to be able to install some spy equipment in his home.

Keep an eye on the family’s movements.

Think of this.

She walked back into the car.

Close the door.

Lower the microphone and equipment.

Take off your high heels and put them on flats.

Take off your skirt,

Prepare to change into a tights.

Knock knock!

Outside the car window, a sleepy-eyed young man appeared.

Knocking on the glass.

“Hello, were you knocking on the door just now?”

Fang Bing had already heard Natasha’s arrival.

When she just got out of the car.

Just identify her identity.

You can also guess this female agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. with your feet.

Why would you come to your door disguised as a TV reporter.

After all, that portal happened to save his family.

How can S.H.I.E.L.D. not investigate?

Fang Bing didn’t want to deal with S.H.I.E.L.D. right now.

So even though Natasha’s appearance and figure are great.

He also left the beautiful agent in the doorway.

Ready to hang until she leaves on her own.

Unexpectedly, Natasha did not adhere to it.

It seems that he is also ready to sneak into his own home.

How about that!

Really let her sneak in,

Engage in some small tricks of agents,

That’s the trouble.

“Ah! Please wait a minute. ”

Natasha, who had just undressed, was startled when she heard a knock on the window.

Immediately cover the body with clothes.

She wanted to use beauty to set Fang Bing’s words.

But I didn’t think about letting him take advantage!

But then reacted.

This window glass is coated with reflective film.

It is certainly not visible from the outside.

Only then did he rest assured that he no longer covered up, revealing the devil’s figure.

Start wearing skirts again.

But she miscalculated

Although Fang Bing’s super eyesight level is not strong.

But the distance is so close.

It is also enough to see everything in the car clearly through the glass.

Pinch your nose to prevent nosebleeds from coming out.

Fang Bing saw the scene inside the car.

It can be summed up in one sentence.

Perfect gun mount.

No wonder in the previous life there were people who openly said that they wanted to drink Black Widow’s bath water.

In Fang Bing’s opinion.

This enchanting and charming woman.

Although not suitable for being a wife.

But it is definitely a perfect object of ephemeral fire….

Two minutes later.

Natashara, dressed neatly holding a microphone, opened the car door.

Quickly walked to Fang Bing, who was waiting in front of the car.

“Hello, I’m a reporter from TK Radio, and I would like to interview you about the incident of Iron Man fighting Iron Bully on the streets of Manhattan a few days ago…”

Natasha is very professional.

After speaking, he also threw a wink at Fang Bing as if inadvertently.

If it’s someone who doesn’t know her true identity.

She will definitely be regarded as a beautiful professional journalist.

“Ah! Beauty, you want to ask that! Ok Ok! No problem, just ask, I’ll tell you everything! ”

Looking at the tall and strong boy in front of him, he glanced at himself

While enthusiastically accepting interviews.

Natasha though despised in her heart.

But she was also secretly happy, thinking that Fang Bing was fascinated by her beauty scheme.

“Do you know who released the portal that appeared in front of your car?”

“The magician who released the portal killed the Iron Overlord and saved you, do you think he is protecting you?

Natasha’s interview is not far from the magician.

After asking, he still stared closely to observe Fang Bing’s reaction.

In the training of agents,

Judge whether a person is lying from a person’s micro-expression

It’s the basics.

This trick is against ordinary people who are generally untrained.

The success rate is high.

“Hey, you’re asking the right person! I’m the magician! I put the portal! Awesome, right? “

Fang Bing glanced at the beauty in front of him openly.

Bian Hehe said with a smile.

Natasha’s face turned green.

Although the boy in front of him was handsome and strong

But why is the character so lecherous and vain?

This also depends on what micro-expressions.

With her eyes closed, she could hear that this young man named Fang Bing was lying!

It’s really blind to this handsome face!

Natasha felt that this trip was for nothing.

This person definitely doesn’t know anything!

Efficiency first as an agent.

Since this is called Fang Bing, it has no value.

Natasha didn’t bother to entrust him with a virtual snake.

I made a random excuse and said goodbye.

Put away the microphone and get in the car and leave.

“Hey, don’t go! I’m really a magician, if you don’t believe me, come to my house tonight, I’ll show you! ”

Fang Bing shouted after Natasha.

Peng!

The door closed.

Natasha drove the news van

An angry kick knocked the gas pedal to the bottom.

With the roar of the engine left.